“I left it on the peg where it belongs,” returned the boy, his eyes flashing at the manner in which he had been addressed. “I don’t believe a word on it!” growled Joel Carrow. “You are always leavin’ things layin’ round loose. Go an’ git it, an’ be quick about it, or you’ll git your hide tanned well, mind that!”…
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